午夜一过,病房里的空调和值班的小护士们一起进入了准休眠状态,伴着嘶嘶的声音散发出略含温热的气息,轻佻地挑逗着大秦的神经。那根与大秦的一绺头发纠缠在一起的青丝似乎粘在了额头上,被盘旋着的气息吹动着,像冰上独舞的美女。大秦躺在竹躺椅上,尽心地守在老母亲的病床旁,身上盖着一件不再绿的大衣,做功课一样地和六个哥哥姐姐们轮流着,每个星期必须承受一次寒夜的惩罚。大秦的额头光滑滑的,也宽阔得可以,他伸手拿下那根青丝,长长的青丝触动了他的嗅觉系统,敏捷地捕捉着从青丝里荡出飘柔的味 After midnight, the ward’s air-conditioners and the nurses on duty entered the quasi-sleep state, accompanied by a hissing voice that exuded a slightly warm breath and gently teased the Daqin nerve. The knot of black hair that one root hanged with Daqin seemed to stick to his forehead and was blown with a hovering air, like a beautiful solitary girl on the ice. Daqin lies on a bamboo chaise longue and is dedicated to his mother’s bed, covered in a no longer green coat, doing his homework and taking turns with each of her six sisters and sisters, and must take a cold night every week punishment. Daqin’s forehead smooth and smooth, but also wide enough, he reached out to win that black hair, long black silk touched his olfactory system, quickly captured from the youthful tenderness swing in the taste